The day I knew our friendship was in the early stages of the end was the day (well, night) she and I went for a swim in the community pool, and I dragged the deck chair up onto the platform supporting the pool slide, laughing and asking her to join me in riding it down. She said no. And that was when I knew it was over.
Five years ago.
I hope your flavorless, bland relationship with your new BFF flourishes to be as mundane and boring as you wish I were (:
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